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moriahwritez · 7 months

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Jealous Eska x female reader

Request by @gvancagamer

My bad for the longest wait…I’ve been trying to get back on more fanfics. This is for someone who wanted me to make them this. And it’ll be kinda quick so hope you still enjoy it😊💕

You and Eska were walking around in a small festival, until suddenly you bumped into a person which caught your attention right away. “Did you see him? He’s kinda cute.” (oh jeez lol) Eska rolls her eyes. “I guess,” she responded back to you. You couldn’t help but watch the guy talking to his small group of friends. Eska looks more into you pretty annoyed. “I wonder what’s his name.” You said while blushing more seeing the guy. You wanting to talk to him sooo bad, not even thinking about what else was around you. Just then, you felt a hand grab on your wrist. “y/n, this is not why we’re here today.” You realize why you did actually came. Just to spend time with your friend. The friend that you never knew she like you all this time. “Oh, I’m sorry, Eska. Didn’t mean to keep you waiting. I just wanna talk to him quickly. It’ll be fast alright.” You said, trying to make Eska not mad an to feel uncomfortable being a bit left alone. Eska sigh. “Fine, just make it quick.” After chatting with the guy, you came back to see Eska, jumping in excitement. You got the guy phone number (like whyyy! The guy not for you, Eska is the one for you😭) Eska raised her eyebrow. “Seriously?” You were happy as like this is love for first sight. (Oh pls) “Mhm! You’ll love him alright. He’s not as bad as other guys in the city.” Eska had enough dealing with your delusional thoughts thinking over this guy you JUST FREAKING MET! “You know what? I don’t really much care about who you with. Just go out with him or something.” Eska says with a huff, trying not to show her true emotions towards you. Few weeks later, you've been dating the guy and did your best to make your friend comfortable. Eska wasn’t in the mood seeing the guy every time you wanted to do a meet and greet thing. There was a specific night where you saw Eska slept at your house for now and decide to make a plan of hanging out with your ofc boyfriend whatever. So as you finally saw him standing near a boat he invited you in, you two had a great time together and was so close to be all lovely dovey together.

Until, a figure swarms towards you two. “Who’s that?” You ask getting up from your seat slowly. The figure appears to be Eska, in her furious moment looking extremely jealous and kinda terrified with her hair flowing out from the wind. “Y/N, where we’re you?” She asks angrily. “I suggest you to get down this instant!”Eska demanded, stopping in front of your guy's boat. She held out her fist ready to whack somebody but ease down her cool. “Eska, why your so worry about me? Leave me alone, okay? I told you the other day that you didn’t had to come with me.” You tried to calm your friend down. Eska didn’t listen but pulling you closer to her instead would actually make it more easier. “She’s mine. You hear me?”Eska says directly to the guy, which the guy reacted in surprise. She pulled you more closer. “Come back home. Please.” Eska did her best to make you understand. And sadly you didn’t want to listen to her. You swung her away which led her fall into the ocean. “Sorry Eska, but let me live my life for once.” You got back on what you and your date was doing. Eska got right back up seeing you two kissed eventually. She glares at you, feeling quite hurt. “Yeah right. Live your life and make your mistakes…you won’t really learn until you get hurt.” Eska says to herself as she ignores you, leaving you behind the rest of the night. And you turn back to see if Eska was there. She disappeared. You tried your best to get her out of her mind, but…

Was she’s just trying to help you out??

(Alright this is what I could do for tonight. Hope you enjoyed it.

Anyhow make sure to follow for more fanfics.

#avatar: tlok #tlok #tlok fanfic #fanfic #eska #eska and desna #reader x character #legend of korra #water tribe

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maycat-19-142 · 1 year

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Hello. Can I request an order for The Legend of Korra? These twins reminded me of one similar emotionless person – Winsday. And I thought, what about the reaction of Desna, Esky and Korra to the reader, by all standards identical to the character of Winsday, from her appearance to all her oddities? Female reader. Thank you in advance.

Desna | eska | korra with a girlfriend similar to Wednesday addams

A/n: I'm going to assume that you mean Wednesday addams from the Wednesday show on Netflix but if this is wrong I will fix it

⚠️: the pet name 'hun' just once in eska part other than that just fluff

Avatar korra

She likes you odd personality

Bolin makes the comparison that you are quite and korra is loud

Opposites right?

She loves and I mean LOVES to play with you hair

Often she will help you braid your hair

He favorite pass time is watching you write

Over the years you have become closer and she is the only one that sees you soft side

Over all 9/10 with korra

Prince desna

Ok this one is perfect

You both are quite and murderus

Eska love that fact you both have dark vibes

Desna is happy you and his sister get along

Like korra he enjoys doing your hair

His father is a little creeped out but he doesn't care

You help him Train

Senses you are close to the dead and spirits you bond over the spirit beading

Over all 10/10 with the ice prince

Princess eska

This girl

I LOVE her

She liles to play with you hair less than her brother

She is obsessed with buying you new black robes

You like 'hun you don't have to do this'

'Yes I do you deserve the world' she said

She is a bit controlling so make note of that

She is a bit jealous of her brother when you close

But she is a sweetheart honesty

She will want to get married and the promised necklace is definitely a skull because you both love that

11/10 with Ms eska

If this is wrong tell me and I'll redo it. Have a good day and night 🌙

Pixie out 🧚‍♀️

#pixie #pixie rants #fluff #x reader #fem reader #legond of korra #eska and desna #korra #korra x reader #korra x fem reader #eska x fem reader #desna #deana x fem reader #eska

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floatyflowers · 3 months

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Dark Platonic Father! Zuko x Non-bender Reader

Unlike your older half sister, Izumi, you were born a non-bender.

At first, Zuko thought you were a late bloomer in fire bending just like him when he was young but it turned out that you actually can't bend.

Zuko is actually happy about it, because his overprotective and possessive attitude will be seen as valid.

Your mother died when you were a baby, so Zuko always tried to fill up that role.

When the firelord is not around, his guards and spies watch over you in case anything happens.

Your time and attention has to be always on him whenever he is around you.

If it is on anyone other than family, Zuko will make sure that this person who 'stole' your attention suffers.

Fun fact, his friends have never met you, they only heard about you from your father.

As you grow into a young teen, Zuko makes sure that you are dressed in proper clothes, and no make up is allowed.

One time, a rumor spread through the palace that you aren't the firelord's biological daughter.

Zuko made sure that such a rumor doesn't ever spread again by using his firebending in torturing.

If someone approaches him for your hand in marriage they will face trials of hard tasks.

Those tasks usually result in that person's death.

Zuko thought he could protect you from everything.

At the age of nineteen, your chambers burned down, and your body was completely deformed.

However, you two met again when you were helping Avatar Korra.

"(Y/n)...you are alive"

Turns out, you wanted freedom from your father's clutches, and decided to fake your death.

You ended up getting married to Unalaq and had twins with him, Desna and Eska.

"The firelord is our creepy grandfather that mother spoke about?"

"Gross"

#tw: toxic relationships #reader insert #platonic yandere #yandere zuko x reader #yandere zuko #readerinsert #possessive #avatar the last airbender

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unfriedough · 1 year

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Not a fic request but I was wondering what your opinion is on Eska and Desna? I personally would die for both of them.

I at first was really into Eska but there was a lack of Eska x readers so I read Desna x readers instead (p sure I read 80% of all Desna x readers available online) and fell in love with him.

My love for them is so strong I refuse to believe their laughs in the show are their real laughs…

and idk why but I feel like Desna’s hugs are super warm and when he does he completely wraps you up and hold you super tight okay bye-

Tbh I high key forgot they existed 😭 half the show I couldn’t tell the difference between them and I haven’t watched TLOK in way too long idek what their purpose was 🧍‍♀️ I FEEL SO BAD IM SORRY 😣 but uh yeah I mean they were pretty interesting characters all in all but I never really cared for them all that much 😢

(Sorry this took too long to answer, Idk anything about them so I was scared to reply 😭)

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frostyyyroyalmilktea · 1 year

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Morpheus x Reader High School AU

Summary:

A little High School AU where the reader gets stood at prom, but once her charmingly awkward classmate gets the wind of this, he decides that he just has to be the one to save her evening.

No warnings apply

author's notes: in this au Morpheus and his siblings moved to the US with their dad after their parents got a divorce. I headcanon them to be around 17-18 for Morpheus and Death, and around 15-16 for Desire. I had to adapt their names for the modern world so Death is Desna in this AU and Desire is Desirée.

For now, it's just a little oneshot, but if I have any good ideas for this AU I might write another part in the future.

When I was writing this I headcanoned that reader has pink hair, but you can imagine any other eye-catching haircolor you prefer ;)

Title inspired by Steve Lacy's Bad Habit but the song is not particularly relevant to the story, I just liked the vibes

Hope you enjoy!

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“Morpheus!!” Desna—once again—barges into his room without knocking. She is the only one of his siblings to be granted such a privilege. Desirée on the other hand has learned the hard way to always knock and to never enter Morpheus’ quarters without an explicitly extended invitation.

“Sister dearest,” Morpheus acknowledges flatly, without looking up from his book.

“Do you have a suit?” Desna asks with a somewhat manic edge to her voice.

“Indeed I do,” Morpheus replies absentmindedly, engrossed in his reading. “For funerals and such.”

“Great!” Desna claps her hands. “You always look nice at funerals.”

Morpheus sighs, places a bookmark on the page he was reading, and carefully closes the book. Once he looks up, he can immediately tell from the look on her face that Desna has her mind set on some sort of questionable scheme and that Morpheus will be dragged into it regardless of his opinion on the matter.

“You’ll need to buy a corsage too, and fast,” Desna mumbles to herself, pacing the room back and forth.

“Not this again,” Morpheus rolls his eyes with a sigh. “Desna, I have repeatedly informed you that I am not going to prom. I have been asked out on multiple occasions and I refused as I do not wish to attend.”

“That’s because you were asked by the wrong people,” Desna scoffs dismissively.

“The only person I would like to take already has a date,” Morpheus grunts.

His sister clicks her tongue, exuding some type of emotion Morpheus struggles to interpret. “Not anymore,” she says.

“I beg your pardon?” Morpheus asks, raising his brow skeptically. “There is,” he checks his watch, “less than three hours left till the start of the main event, so unless Trevor Birghin’s lifeless body is lying somewhere in a ditch, I can’t imagine a good enough reason for him to not show up.”

“Well,” Desna starts hesitantly, as if she's approaching a wild animal. “It’s not that he won’t show up exactly…”

“Desna,” Morpheus presses with a chilling edge to his tone.

“It’s just that I overheard Trevor and Danny yesterday, and they were talking about who’s taking who to prom and all that…”

Desna takes a deep breath and proceeds to explain—in the most convoluted way imaginable no less—the trite and simple fact Morpheus was always all too well aware of: Trevor Birghin is a fucking asswipe.

“...and that’s when I remembered that at the start of the term,” Desna continues with her tortuous explanation, “Trevor said that he would love to take Christina to prom because, like, the whole quarterback/cheerleader thing, but she told him no because she wanted to ask someone else,” Desna gives Morpheus a pointed look, “but then she got rejected by that someone.”

“Are you implying any of this is my fault?” Morpheus asks, offended. “I have met oatmeal more capable of a riveting conversation than that girl. Can you blame me for not wanting to spend an entire evening in the company of her and her degenerate friends?”

“It’s not what I'm—” Desna starts. “I’m getting to the important bit, Morpheus, I promise. So Christina said no to Trevor, so he was forced—his words, not mine—to ask y/n because they kind of have a thing or whatever, I’m not entirely sure. But now that you rejected Christina, she decided to go with Trevor after all and so that leaves y/n dateless.”

Morpheus’ blood is boiling with righteous anger. He is not usually a violent person, but for someone like Birghin, he will be more than happy to make an exception.

“And I’m afraid that’s not the worst of it, love,” Desna adds quietly, almost apologetically.

“I’m struggling to come up with something that could possibly make this situation worse,” Morpheus grits.

“I’m like 99.9% confident that Trevor didn’t have the guts to actually tell y/n.”

Morpheus inhales sharply. “So, just to be clear, you’re saying that she is about to show up there without knowing that her date stood her up for another girl?”

“Mhm,” Desna hums, not meeting his eyes.

“Why the hell didn’t you tell her?!”

“And how exactly would that look, Morpheus?” Desna bites out. “I’m not even supposed to know about any of this. I don’t want to look like some nosy busybody.”

“While being one beyond any reasonable doubt,” Morpheus grumbles under his breath.

“Plus,” Desna adds, “I honestly think that y/n needs to clearly see the piece of trash that he is once and for all. She’s always trying to see the best in people, even when there isn’t anything decent there in the first place!”

Desna sounds genuinely distraught so just this once Morpheus decides against reminding her about maintaining personal boundaries of the people she barely knows. It’s not because he has a personal stake in all of this or anything like that, no.

“Why are you telling me this?” Morpheus asks, surrendering to the idea that there is no way he’s not going to involve himself now that he has all the facts.

Desna tsks, like she’s disappointed he even has to ask. “Morpheus, you know perfectly well why I'm telling you all this. You’ve been mooning over y/n since our first day at this school.”

“And she was evidently not interested,” Morpheus points out bitterly, “seeing how she went and got herself a thing, as you so eloquently put it.”

Desna flops down on the bed next to him, throwing her hand around his shoulders in a half-hug. “Morphey, darling,” she says softly, “that’s a load of absolute fucking bullshit. Anyone who had the misfortune to witness the two of you debate against each other in AP Lit felt like the biggest third wheel on this side of the Atlantic. This unresolved romantic tension makes people around you viscerally uncomfortable. Though I can’t exactly blame y/n for not asking you out. You did quite rudely reject—how many was it again, four or five—girls our first semester alone. I think you even made Mary Waylan cry.”

“Wonderful insight,” Morpheus deadpans. “Still doesn’t mean y/n likes me back.”

“Morpheus,” Desna sighs. “She always sits next to you in classes you share. Even the ones Trevor is in too.”

“Well, he’s an idiot and we get a lot of group projects as homework,” Morpheus argues weakly.

Desna rolls her eyes more dramatically than usual. “She remembered your birthday after I mentioned it once in passing, she got you an old-ass Lovecraft anthology for the said birthday, which made you possibly the happiest I have ever seen you in my entire life. She brings you coffee every Monday when you have calc together first thing in the morning because she knows you never go to bed before two am. She remembers all your odd opinions on Shakespeare and can refer to them months later, just to make a point to you about some poncy literary concept. She always says hi to you in the hallway even though you never reply and most people just think you’re just a pretentious brat, but I’m pretty sure she cracked you like a week after she met you and she’s in on the secret that you’re just painfully awkward when it comes to human interaction—”

“Okay, okay, I get it!” Morpheus stands up, throwing Desna’s hand off himself.

“I’ll need to borrow your garment steamer later,” he grumbles, grabbing his wallet and car keys.

“I’ll see you at the venue, sweetie!” Morpheus hears his sister yell after him as he leaves the house and heads for the flower shop.

***

You stand in front of the entrance to a fancy-ass hotel, staring at your phone with a mix of incredulity and rage. This piece of human garbage only deigned to inform you that he can’t be your prom date mere fucking minutes before you arrived at the venue.

from: Trev🏈

hey quick change of plans

decided to go with the boys as a group

hope there’s no hard feelings, see ya at school😜

What the fuck is that even supposed to mean? All his friends from the team had dates last time you checked.

You open Instagram and swipe through the stories of a few girls you know from his friend group. Just as you expected, they all are still very much going with Trevor’s teammates.

If you’re being completely honest with yourself, it’s not like you’re even all that heartbroken over Trevor’s general shittiness right now. He hurt your pride, obviously, but not really your feelings. Right from the start of your situationship with him, he was barely more than a poor substitute for the person you actually wanted. Going with Trevor felt like a safe bet at the time because the idea that the person you actually wanted to go with would say yes seemed like an absolute pipe dream.

But you didn’t even ask Morpheus, the treacherous voice inside your head reminds unhelpfully. You convinced yourself you were doing the smart thing here, avoiding guaranteed heartache and embarrassment of being one of the girls he rejected. Right now, though, it becomes harder and harder to ignore the fact that you might've just been a coward.

Morpheus is probably sitting in some high-end coffee shop right now, reading Kaffka, or something equally pretentious, being all dark and handsome and utterly unapproachable. Definitely not caring about your inner turmoil about a stupid high school prom.

Someone goes in at that moment and through the open door you hear a faint reverberation of the song playing in the main hall.

“Yeah, I am an idiot with a painted face indeed,” you say to no one in particular.

“Waiting for someone?” A calm deep voice behind you asks.

For a second you genuinely believe that thinking about Morpheus so much gave you some sort of hearing hallucination. You whip your head so fast, you hear a crack in your neck.

It’s not a hallucination.

“What are you…? How…? You… I…” You ask very eloquently.

The corners of his lips crawl upward as he rather unsuccessfully tries to hold back a smile.

“My sister has informed me of the unpleasant predicament you have found yourself in this evening and I simply couldn’t stand to see a lady wronged in a manner so galling and distasteful.”

“Really?” You ask skeptically, raising an eyebrow at him. “Since when do you care about chivalry of random people's prom dates?”

“I care only about one,” Morpheus says quietly, looking down at his beat-up doc martens. Under the harsh neon lights of the hotel’s facade, you notice the faintest trace of blush on his sharp cheekbones. “About a girl with a hair color so aggravating, my eyes can’t help but be drawn to it the second she enters the room, the girl who can’t help but argue with me over every single stupid little thing, like a font for our biology presentation—”

“Hey! Comic Sans is dyslexia friendly!”

“The girl who completely overestimates the influence of Tolkien on English classical literature.”

“It’s impossible to overestimate!!” You shriek, mentally returning to the argument from two weeks ago that landed the both of you in detention, when Mr. Stevens accused you of purposefully disrupting his class and told the two of you to “get out of his classroom and go flirt in the principal's office”.

Morpheus looks up, meeting your eyes. You can tell he’s thinking about the same thing.

God, why does he need to be so beautiful?

“What I’m getting at here,” he continues, unperturbed, “is that you're not some random person in my life, and I would like nothing more than to be your date tonight. Would you be agreeable to that?”

He holds out his hand and you look down to see a beautiful black rose corsage. Very on-brand for him, you can’t help but smile.

“You’re so stupid, Morpheus,” you sniff, willing your eyes to dry before the tears ruin your makeup. “Of course I fucking want you to be my date, I've never even wanted anyone else to be my date except you in the first place.”

He seems taken aback by that but recovers quickly and starts carefully fastening the corsage onto your outstretched hand.

While he’s busy with it, you try to take a closer look at him. To be fair, even if he showed up in a Hello Kitty onesie, you would still think he is the most gorgeous bastard you’ve ever laid your eyes on, but he’s wearing a tailored black suit with a black turtleneck underneath and—oh god, his little pocket square is baby pink to match your dress!! This is literally the first time you see him wear something not black and he wore it for you. You just might explode from feelings™ right now.

When he’s done with the corsage, he doesn’t let go of your hand, but intertwines his fingers with yours and pulls the door open for you with his other hand. “After you, m’lady.”

This doesn’t fucking feel real. Maybe, you think frantically, you just inhaled too much hairspray while you were getting ready and this is all a delirious dream. Except the warmth of his hand in yours is very real and so are the double takes from your classmates milling around in the hotel lobby.

“Do you want to take a photo before we go in?” Morpheus asks, nodding at the huge full-length mirrors along the wall.

You blink at him dazedly before the question registers. “Yeah! Sure, yeah, let me just—”

You start rummaging around your purse in search of a phone when you realize it’s literally in your hand.

Morpheus smiles, amused.

“You enjoying this then?” You want to sound irritated but it comes out more…petulant. “Me making an idiot out of myself entertains you?”

“I just like looking at you,” Morpheus says simply. “Is that such a crime? Your emotions are always so…scintillating. I find it impossible to look away.”

How can he just say shit like that and be 100% serious while doing it, you think, while desperately trying to will your face into not going red as a fucking firetruck.

What a beautiful, brilliant weirdo.

“Yeah, okay, Mr. Thesaurus, we get it, you like me,” you croak awkwardly, opening the camera app. “Let’s take some pictures, I’ll need them for the PowerPoint presentation my mom will expect on how I ended up going to prom with a completely different guy than I initially told her.”

“I hope there’s a word amelioration somewhere in the title of that presentation,” Morpheus teases as he stands behind, wrapping his arms around you to pose for the picture.

You snort at the implication, relaxing into his embrace.

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The photos come out very nice. Though with a face like his, there’s hardly a chance Morpheus could look bad in them. You don’t always like taking photos of yourself, but surprisingly you like most of the ones you took together Morpheus. Some of them are silly, with the two of you making faces, some are very prom-ish looking, perfect for showing your parents, and then there’s…

“This one,” Morpheus catches your wrist before you can swipe to the next photo. “I like this one. Can you send it to me?”

In the photo, you’re looking past the camera, at Morpheus’ reflection as he holds you gently in his arms.

“I look silly in this one,” you pout.

Bessoted would be a better word to describe your expression in the photo, but you’d rather lick chalk than admit it to him.

He doesn’t need you to, though. Morpheus looks at you knowingly, “No you don’t.”

You look down at your phone, feeling your cheeks going hot again. “How would I even send it to you?” You grumble just to be contrary. “With pigeon post? Gosh, who even has a phone with buttons anymore, aside from, like, grandpas? No, you know, scratch that. My grandpa actually has an iPhone 7.”

Morpheus just smiles at you indulgently. “Send it to my sister, she’ll print it out for me.”

Ridiculous. He’s absolutely ridiculous, you think as you type out the message to Desna.

to: Desna 🌸🔪

Local elderly citizen requires your assistance in procuring a photograph

attached file: ridiculousman.png

from: Desna 🌸🔪

you guys are so cuuuuuteeee!!!!

٩(❀ •̀ᴗ•́ )۶~♡

Desna has a tendency to text as if it’s 2010 and her enthusiasm can be terrifying and a bit overwhelming sometimes but she’s one of the sweetest people you’ve ever met. You’re tempted to ask how the hell did she know Trevor was gonna bail on you tonight, but in the end, you decide that you don’t really give a shit. The only thing that matters is the outcome and looking at Morpheus fumbling with the tickets—he printed out the QR codes on an actual piece of paper because he’s a literal grandpa—you think that the outcome has literally exceeded all your expectations. Come to think of it, you should probably send Desna a fruit basket or something.

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author's note: I'm still not over the fact that Tom Sturridge has a phone with buttons and without access to the internet😂 Good for him though, I hope he's thriving

#the sandman #dream of the endless #morpheus #morpheus x reader #morpheus imagine #morpheus x you #the sandman imagine

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nanaminsonyfans · 3 years

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I’m Here

Masterlist ✨ Request Rules

anon; A Desna imagine where he comes to her because he can't stop thinking about how Unalaq was gonna let him die and our baby needs some love, please! Honestly give this boy a hug and some snuggles in the tub he sleeps in he needs it.

a/n; my heart 🥺 yesyes my baby needs his love 🥺🥺🥺, it’s not my best work i suppose, but i tried.

Pairing; Desna x nb! Reader

Warnings!! Emotional trauma, depressing themes, sad boy hours, hurt/comfort

gif is not mine

He was distressed from the entire ordeal. You could tell, he was your boyfriend, you knew him inside and out, it was simple. Desna was hurt by what his late father did to him. You where mad and hurt too. How could a father leave his own flesh and blood to die like that? It was horrible. It hurt you to see him hurting so much.

Now, here you sat, in the bathroom washing his hair in the bath, a relaxed yet stress ridden facial expression. Even though it happened a month ago, he always thought about what happened, yet he wouldn’t talk about it. Did he not trust you? The thought hurt your heart, to think that he didn’t want to share his feeling because of that.

“Y/n.”

His deep voice brought you back to reality.

“What?” You ask softly, your voice was soft and confused.

“Did you hear what I said..?”

“No..”

“How was your day?” Desna asked softly, his thumb caressing the top of your hand.

“It was...okay. Lonely with out you. I fear you’re working to much since your father-” You stopped yourself, already noticing the hurt expression on his face. “Sorry...” You whisper and move to rinse his hair, covering his eyes,

He leaned into your touch, already being soothed. “Are you ready?” Desna nodded slowly and got up, being shorter than him you got on your tippy toes, wrapping the towel around him before sitting on the bed.

Once Desna got dressed, he sat between your legs, sitting on the floor and his head using your thighs as a cushion. You began to hum as your brushed through his long black hair, enjoying the silky touch between your fingers.

“You know, you can talk to me, Des. I love you okay? I know you’re-”

“You don’t know anything.” His voice was harsh and almost cruel. You pulled your hands back.

“You don’t know what it was like. He left me there to die, Y/n!” Desna stood up, his voice cracking a little as he spoke, your heart broke at the sight. He was hurting so much.

Your arms were immediately wrapped around his body as he fell to the ground. His head was nuzzles into the nape of your shoulder as he sobbed.

“Desna, it’s okay....I’m here...”

You rubbed his back, cooing soft words to him. His body shook as he sobbed. “Why didn’t he love me? Did he not care about me? Did he hate me? I thought I was a good son, Y/n. I did everything he asked!”

Desna sobbed as he held onto you, your shirt now wet from his tears.

“Your father was a dick, he didn’t care about anything but power, but I care about you okay? I love you, I always have and will.” You said soothingly and grabbed his hand, kissing it softly. You lips seemed to sooth him.

“I’m here. I’ll always be here. Forever. Now let’s go to bed...”

You pulled him into bed, he curled up in the covers as he pulled you close. He felt better with your head against his chest. His breathing slowed as he calmed down, arms wrapped securely around your waist.

“Thank you...my love.” He whispered before kissing your head.

#Legend of Korra #Legend of Korra Desna #Desna and Eska #Eska and Desna #Desna x Reader #nb reader #non binary reader #lok #lok desna #lok desna x reader #lok x reader #atla #atla korra #Avatar The Last Airbender #avatar the legend of korra

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rax-writes · 3 years

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https://www.wattpad.com/1039768202-fate-%E2%97%87-desna-x-reader-chapter-one

Here's the link to my Desna fic, titled Fate. ♡

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oreosmama · 4 years

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Yandere twins hcs from lok?

Yandere Desna and Eska Headcanons

*GIF not mine*

A/N: I’m sorry this took so long, but here you go! LOK Twins as yanderes as requested. Though, (I hope ur reading this bc… welp) I need u to know that I have not watched this show. HOWEVER, I do know how to research characters, so I hope this is as accurate as possible. Please enjoy!

Word count: 1049

With these two,-- and I’ll be frank-- you rarely see the light of day.

You were just one of their citizens, and to be honest, Desna fell for you first.

Eska was still a little hooked on Bolin, but her interest was piqued when you were constantly being greeted and watched by Desna.

They’d walk through the streets of their tribe, simply wanting something to do at this point in their rule, and every time Desna would lag behind his sister, his gaze caught on you.

His walk would slow down to the pace of a snail as he creeped past the clothing store you worked for.

As a lover of tailoring himself, he was addicted to how swiftly and smoothly you worked. (Your sleeves were exceptional.)

Eska would impatiently wait for her brother five steps ahead of her and demand to know what was wrong with him, but her gaze would follow his own and lock eyes on you.

It must be in their genes, because in seconds they both wanted you.

So they called you to their domain one day, hiding smiles as you stumbled into the throne room and shakily bowed.

Because you were so cute when you groveled.

The twins treated you to an awkwardly silent dinner, asking deeply personal questions once every five minutes.

“How many lovers have you had before us?”

Cue you choking on your food. “W-WHAT?!”

And from that day on, you weren’t to leave the palace.

Now let’s hop into it.

They’re more obsessive than anything. Everything you do, they need to know about it.

Tbh, they’d probably let you get hurt, but only by their hands.

Because you looked so pretty with their marks covering your skin.

NEXT!

“Feeble turtle duck.”

1, what the hell is that nickname?

2, guess what your new nickname is!

You also have to wear clothing made by Desna… and that’s all you get to wear. It’s always thick and heavy and you’re practically sweating through it’s five thousand layers at the end of the day because “nObOdy gEtS tO sEe yoUr bODy bUt uS”

You’re surprised there isn’t a label stitched on the back saying “Property of Desna and Eska”

Also, two weeks into your eternal stay in their ice palace, y’all get engaged bc “why wait when you’ll be with us forever?”

Of course you get a choker with spikes and a skull on it as your betrothal necklace, but guess what it also has 😏😏

A LEASH

Yep, it’s true. These two trade off on who gets to drag you around the palace. All they have to do is weave a handy little string through the hook on the front of your collar and suddenly you’re being tugged back and forth through the icy hallways, heavy coat and all.

You also get a seat in their throne room, but it’s on the floor and it’s basically the Avatar equivalent of a dog bed.

Surely you didn’t think they’d treat you like a queen, right?

Newsflash, they’re the rulers here. You’re nothing but their little playtoy. You love it, though, don’t you?

Don’t you?

On the off chance that they’re feeling particularly loving, Desna will hold your hand and let you help him create new clothes. Eska, on the other hand, will maybe-- maybe-- take you outside and around the village with her. She’s not sure why, but she loves showing you off as hers.

They’re not really the type to loudly voice their affections for you, but it’s not really physical either. In reality, the only way you know they’re in love with you is when you’re sleeping with them.

No, not doing the dirty, but literally sleeping with them. They know how to share with each other, so they trade you off every night, unless there’s some kind of emergency where one of them really needs you, then a compromise will be made.

Eska’s cuddling you in her bed when she mumbles in her sleep that she loves you, tugging your stiff form closer in her embrace.

Desna, meanwhile, has you seated on his lap in… the tub apparently (seriously wtfff💀). His arms are wrapped around you, pressing every inch of your body to touch his while your back rests against his chest. When you fall asleep, your head slumps back into the crook of his neck and that’s when he flushes slightly and presses his lips to the skin of your bare collarbone (bc who wears clothes in the tub), whispering a small confession of love.

Moving on…

Okay so remember that one scene where Bolin hugs Korra but Eska’s all like “Why are you initiating contact with another human?”

That’s you but like… when you accidentally bump into a guard while being dragged down the halls via leash.

No, you’re not allowed to touch anyone, much like how nobody is allowed to touch you or they go into their newly discovered secret dungeon.

All in all, I honestly think the twins would hold you, their darling, in high regards. They love you a lot more than you realize, but they really suck at showing it.

Like honestly, there are days where you just cry bc… well idk maybe you’re on your period or smn and the next day you wake up alone in bed surrounded by like thousands of stuffed animals, jewelry, and other highly expensive gifts.

In their eyes, you can do no wrong.

Well wait, hold up.

If you ever try to break up with them, you will be fed to the… dolphin piranhas… apparently.

Though you have yet to see these creatures, you ain’t exactly ready to take that chance (you’ve seen their bad side quite a bit thanks to all the guards and servants who try to talk to you)

In the end, just know you are theirs, or get ready to not be able to walk in the morning.

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reticent-writer · 1 year

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"Can I ask for a Desna X reader who dresses gothic and desna doesn't really show a lot of physical intimacy so there cuddling and he stars to like the thought of being hug and touch " @sage101

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starting off he loves your sense of style. No matter what you wear he loves you in it

the gothic look just fits him. I cannot see him or his sister in lightly colored outfits even for occasions like a weddings

Unlike Esca he isn't outward with his emotions. instead its subtle signs that tell you he loves you

with that being said PDA is a no, cuddling, kissing, hugging, etc would make him flustered (its adorable)

#1 cuddling

You were lying on your bed after a long day when Desna came in. He looked absolutely drained.

"Are you alright Des? you look dead." You sat up propping yourself on your arms as he deadpanned at you.

"Wow thanks, I feel so loved."

You laughed at this and raised you blanket for him. He lit up like a christmas tree.

He couldn't look at you as he crawled under the blanket facing away from you.

#2 kissing

He doesn't kiss you in public. No debating on that.

But behind closed doors it more "frequent".

Like today you and Desna were sitting the couch. You were resting on his shoulder as you both read the same book.

"Can we pause, I have to use the bathroom."

He nodded placing the book upside down while keeping the page.

You smiled and kissed him on his cheek as you got up and ran to the bathroom.

"Don't surprise me like that!" He shouted at you, like you knew he would.

#3 hugging

This is the one thing that might happen in public.

You surprised him. He accepted it.

You're not a fighter, though you are a bender (any element). So needless to say you had no idea what was happening with his father but best believe when you heard you took the fastest (mode of transport) to get to him.

Once you saw him you practically tackled him.

"I heard what happened. Are you alright." You held his face and checked him all over.

He would've been surprised if the situation was so serious. He grabbed your hands and looked directly in your eyes.

"im fine."

#4 etc

I think we all know what 'etc' means in this case( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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I'm sorry it took so long

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yuueee · 4 years

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★ 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐧𝐚 - relationship headcanons

song: pnb rock: selfish - slowed

word count: 1351

requested?: yes

★ - 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

↬ - so first off, Desna does not have the exact same personality as his twin sister Eska. while they do share many similarities in their personalities (they’re both introverts obvi), I don’t think he would just “claim” someone the way that she did - he would have to get to know you first. he gives me vibes of getting into a close friends to lovers type deal. having said that you’d most likely meet him by working with or near him in some way? like you may have some form of a job working in the northern water tribe or are the daughter of someone who works with Unalaq. at first, you might think that he’s kinda mean or rude because he seems a bit cold or deadpan, but you eventually realize it’s not intentional. he doesn’t dislike you, it just takes him a while to warm up to someone. you eventually go from not speaking at all to curt nods or simple hello’s - still not much but hey we’re getting somewhere right?

★ - 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬

↬ - knowing each other for some time, you notice that you two have slowly gotten closer. it’s nothing too serious, but sometimes after a day of work he might ask if you wanted to get dinner together since you both haven’t eaten in a while. another example is if he has some free time on his hands, he’ll spend it chatting it up with you over common interests. he enjoyed being in your presence so he made it a point to be around you as often as possible. I take it that he might be a bit dense in terms of his emotional feelings so he might not realize this constant longing to be around you is a crush.

★ - 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

↬ - after a while, he comes to the realization that this yearning to reach and grab your hand or envelope you in a hug isn’t platonic. the problem is, he doesn’t know how to approach you with this information. as I stated before he is not Eska, he will not run up and grab you to confess his feelings. however, he doesn’t have anyone else to turn to for help besides his twin sister and his mother Malina (he had way too much pride to go to her about it), and settles for the first option. being her usual sassy self, Eska simply tells her brother to give you a betrothal necklace like she did with Bolin, to which he ignores her advice. he figures that he’ll just have to find some way to tell you on his own. he knew this wouldn’t be easy for himself, but he couldn’t just continue to live with these feelings without at least letting you know - even in the unfortunate case that you didn’t return them.

the next time the both of you shared a meal held an awkwardness that you hadn’t felt since the two of you first met. Desna was often quiet, one of the things that attracted you to him - he was always attentive and listening, unlike others who would just talk over you at times. sensing that something may have been wrong, you decided to speak up.

“Desna did I do something wrong” you asked, tilting your head in concern. you had never known him to be this silent, especially when he had that trip to the southern water tribe with his father and Eska coming up - he normally would have gone on a rant by now.

“why would you think that?” he questioned, raising a eyebrow. you let a small sigh pass through your lips in irritation.

“you haven’t spoken for the past hour.”

“and?”

“you were just being more quiet than usual.” you responded, sounding slightly defeated. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I guess I’ll leave you alone for the evening, I don’t want to be a bother.”

he felt a pang in his heart at the tone of your voice, the last thing he wanted to do was to hurt or upset you.

“I’m sorry.”

“what are you talking about Desna?” you retorted back, still a bit agitated from his attitude towards you a few moments ago.

“I was being more reserved than normal because I was trying to figure out how to confess my feelings for you.”

“Wha-?” you sputtered incredulously, unsure of what to do with his sudden declaration. it had been no secret to your fellow peers of your attraction to him from the day you met him. you hadn’t ever dreamed that he would even consider returning your love so it had never crossed your mind to actually confess.

“I understand if you don’t accept my fee-mmph!” the bone crushing hug you encased him in didn’t allow him to complete his sentence.

“I accept. I like you too.” you answered softly, feeling your heart grow warm as he gently wrapped his arms around your lower back - resting his head on your shoulder.

★ - 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠

↬ it’s probably no secret that Desna wouldn’t be the most affectionate one in a relationship, especially near the beginning or start of it. your relationship actually hadn’t changed in many ways after your mutual confession, other than him being a bit more possessive than usual. and not possessive in the gross toxic way either. he craved being in your presence more than anyone else he had encountered, you gave him a sort of peace away from the day to day madness that was being one of the chiefs of the northern tribe.

when you accompanied his family on their trip to the south, you began to notice some things. while in public he would simply stand or sit near you - in complete privacy it was another story. (you cannot tell me that this man is not touch starved.) he seemed to always be touching you in some way or another. whether it was linking your pinkies or him resting his head in your lap so you could run your hands through his hair. you were the only person he allowed himself to be vulnerable with.

also, just because he isn’t touchy with you in public doesn’t mean that he’s embarrassed to be with you or something of that nature. he would just rather treasure those moments alone with you.

★ - 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬

↬ other than almost murdering Bolin with ice spikes for attempting to have a conversation with you, you could say that your time at the glacier spirits festival was quite fun. you may have even seen Desna crack the smallest of smiles once or twice, which wasn’t often at all. it didn’t mean he wasn’t happy with you though - he just shows his happiness in other ways like that weird laugh. watching his twin sister drag around the poor earthbender was also pretty funny to the both of you.

after the festival had closed for the evening and everyone returned back to their respective places to sleep for the evening - the two of you decided to spend some time alone and stargaze. as cheesy as it sounded, the night sky filled to the brim with stars was possibly one of the most beautiful things you had ever seen in your life. nuzzling your head further atop his shoulder, you let your somewhat sleepy eyes rake across the vast expanse of darkness

“it looks so beautiful” you whispered quietly, in attempt not to wake anyone else up even though you two were sitting atop a hill a good 30 feet away from where everyone else had gone to sleep.

sitting up some and gazing upon your features whilst ignoring the slight burning sensation in his cheeks (that was totally just from the cold weather), he responded.

“not as beautiful as you.” as soon as you turnt your head towards your boyfriend in confusion (saying cheesy things was your job, not his) - you were met with a warm pair of lips for a brief moment. before you could even register what had occured, he pulled away and rested his head atop your own.

Desna was undoubtably a strange man, but you loved him regardless.

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